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Glorious things are spoken of thee.
Psalm 87:3.
Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He, whose word can not be broken,
Formed thee for his own abode:
On the Rock of ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation’s wall surrounded,
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
2 See the streams of living waters,
Springing from Eternal Love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of drought remove:
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst t’ assuage!
Grace, which like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.
3 Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear,
For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the Lord is near:
Thus deriving from their banner
Light by night, and shade by day,
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which he gives them when they pray.
4 Blest inhabitants of Zion,
Washed in the Redeemer’s blood,
Jesus, whom their souls rely on,
Makes them kings and priests to God:
’Tis his love his people raises
With himself to reign as kings;
And, as priests, his solemn praises
Each for a thank-offering brings.
5 Saviour, since of Zion’s city,
I through grace a member am,
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in thy name:
Fading is the worldling’s treasure,
All his boasted pomp and show!
Solid joys and lasting pleasure
None but Zion’s children know.
Newton.